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I am lion, hear me roar
I dare to be free of societal norms
I wish to travel the world and see myself in challenging situations
Unpredictable circumstances
Overwhelmed with obstacles and facing my fears by tackling them one at a time
Head on no hesitation no turning back no guide to lead me in the right direction
I wish to fall and pick myself back up again, even if it hurts sometimes
I yearn to learn from my mistakes, I dare to make big ones
I long to be uncomfortable
I want I need I must do and be and see what will become of me in the most uncomfortable surroundings
I wish to smell the air in different cities
To walk along new and old roads that my feet have never touched
Unpaved dirt paths cobble ****** streets grass at my feet
I want to soak in the soil and smell the earth as I pitch my tent in the wild
I am looking for something bigger than myself
Something outside the realm of comfort to test my ability to take risks
to be spontaneous to be resourceful to find myself again and again
to be free
to be wild
to live with no regrets and go and DO exactly what I want to
to listen to the song in my heart and the beat of my drum to
to really see people for the first time
not just look but really see them, see their souls, hear their stories, share our wanderlust in our togetherness, to feel the authenticity of sharing the same thoughts
share our experiences and our joys as we embark on new journeys every single day
to fall in love with strangers to jump off the cliffs to search out what it means to really be alone
aloneness – to find out what it takes to be fully happy being alone, not lonely, but alone
to give as much as I can give of myself, my creativity, my endurance, my pain, to let go
to try hard, to work hard, to make a difference
to be seen
to be heard, to be one with nature and to live with such lightness that I soar above all possibilities, to fly free as the birds
I want to be exactly who I am and more
I want to find out what I can do when I am out of my element
Out of my comfort zone
What will become of me when I no longer have the safety net of home around me?
I need this. For myself. To prove to myself I am bigger than a passive pawn in the twisted game of this American life
I will conquer
I will triumph
I will live up to my fullest potential
and I will surprise myself
I will never be fully happy until I do this.
Your pain
Is in vain
It corrupts your brain
Makes you insane
Makes it hard to restrain
Like resisting rain
Try to refrain
Time to Heal again
So much to gain
If you give up your pain
So you can try to remain
Sane
No mind drain
Keep life plain
So you can be yourself again
I try to remain
Sane
No mind drain
Keep life plain
Thank you to jobira
Your pain
is my
pain
and you're mine.
Feel my
pain
in this line
again...

Your smile
makes me
smile
and you're mine.
Feel me
kindly
in your heart
again...

Your love
makes me
a lover
now you're mine.
Keep me
on your mind
again...

If you
love me
whenever
again;
It will be fine.
I want you
next to me
again…

Today you decide
Welcome
or
Goodbye...
You want this
swelling rise of swollen self
that drowns my thoughts
in blood that throbs

the slickest steps always
slip the best
when pressed
hydrant-pressure pulses
In that slow build

You wind around me
tight
as we settle into that fractured time
when I am yours and you are mine

connected  

I growl,
a bear in heat
you squirm and entreat me
to make love to you
treat you like my princess
your ******* scream at you to be
as they graze the cotton sheets

Melded
lubricated to stop the high tension
smoking burn of friction
the slap of your *** as you writhe back
consuming me
***** deep
in your centre

My fingers clasp into your hips
holding the depth
my eyes closed
you smell of lilacs and berries
if they had been slathered in sin
and served up in piping hot lust

you sound like heaven
echoing through my blood stream
the thud of my heart screaming your name

breathe
I command myself to stay with you
as my hands let you ease off of
my ****
you take full advantage  
there on your knees and I am vulnerable
to your slick
to your wet...

(Too right, I'm just a man)

all you needed was an inch of freedom
to rock forwad then slam your cheeky control
back onto me

that slick sound that
unmistakable ***** ******* sound
slops against my thighs

the invite to drive
me into a frenzy
the want  
the need to please
be pleased
freed from thought and reason

Shower me in your lust
soak the sheets
moments before I shower you with mine
the hot splash
on your back
as we lose control together
You are so cute!
Cute..Haha..
All my friends also say that
after saying "I'm crazy".

I don't know
why they give a wide smile
whenever I say something.
    Though I try to be sensible.
                       Thank you...
Though I try to be sensible
We are all moths
seeking the moon
but finding streetlights
instead.

*

-JBClaywell

© P&ZPublications
Hi , I am she .
She who is lost .
She who constantly needs validation ...
For she is not capable of any healthy relations ...
She who controls you so much with LOVE .. you die .

She who questions her looks ,
Am I enough ?
She who is simply insecure .

YOU , made me this way .
Always making me wonder .

Always a **** mystery .
You played me better than a gambler .

Light your cigarette ...
Then pass it to me ...
You are unworthy of peace of mind .

Im insecure ,
because I keep you .
Knowing I could replace you at the drop of a dime .
Just like a raindrop
I was born to fall
Just like a tough guy I am
I will try and show them all

Never knew love or hate
Only pain the past drugs create
hitting up like flint and steel
Cannot fathom if anything is real

Darkness creeps in, paranoia begins
When lights go out I face my demons
I hear the loud echoing screams
To this day I wish they would stop visiting my dreams

Evil is winning it’s wearing the crown
It’s all smoke and mirrors until they break down
But by then your already slaves
Just another toy with which he plays

Silent visions of past mistakes
Let us see what this new day makes
poem created /; cannot re-call unfortunately

summary/ purpose :/ While walking to an Ottawa Bus-Stop I seen a homeless man, offering poems if you helped him. I often help out homeless people anyway, with Jordan it was no exception. I gave him a Canadian 5$ bill, and i seen the joy in his eyes. He gave me the whole pile of poems and Thanked me very much. I wish him the best. He inspired me to create this poem.

inspiration from/ inspired by :/ Dedicated and Inspired by Jordan MacDonald(not targeted at him)
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